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[personal profile] weenwoon
What would define a goose as 'horrible' for you? And were you tasked to do so, how would you depict such a foul fowl?

[ Attached in lieu of a proper explanation is a photo of one of the snowballs used in the monthly quests, with the request inside it simply stating "horrible goose." Looks like Hythlodaeus has received one of the more unorthodox requests for accommodations design from the Snow Spirits.]
rustyhonesty: (In full soldier mode)
[personal profile] rustyhonesty
It's been a while since I last talked about it, but if there are other military trained or otherwise military involved people here, I would be interested in learning about your experiences and maybe train in different military styles.

[He looks no older than sixteen, though he does act like he's older than he is.]

I've been gone from the world I originally come from for a long, long time but I don't want to get rusty with my abilities. I do train regularly with my fiancee and a friend, but having different styles for variety would be great.


[But.. since he asked it would be rude not to say something about his.]


My own military training mostly consist of fighting monsters multiple times larger than myself - imagine smallest being four meters and tallest being over ten meters. So I'm mostly trained in aeial combat in equipment meant for that purpose that I don't have here. Otherwise I do know how to fight other humans in various ways. Even to death if absolutely necessary.

[Well that turned a little dark didn't it.]

Either way, I'm called Jean. Here my magic is animal and healing, so I'd very much like to keep up with my training so I can continue fighting.
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[personal profile] snaccs
What's the one thing you would change about your life to make it better?

( he could say that this is anonymous to avoid people feeling weird telling their answers to a therapist, but really it's simply to avoid Kurusu-kun worrying about the meaning of all of this.

it's fine. he's fine. this is simply academic curiosity.
)
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[personal profile] concierto
[The video starts with a tall tree and collection of bright stars above as Venti is pointing the device upwards. The night sky is sparkling with bright nightly colours. The video pans down wildly to show feet dangling from one branch. One brown loafer shoe just barely hanging on by a toe. Then a weepy voice sings along with a soft sad melody...]

An arbor of flowers and a kettle of wine... Alas in the bowers no companion is mine.

[The shoe falls from his foot and hits the ground below. Only to be met with a huff and whine as the one in the tree starts to sip from a large wine bottle. The camera pans up again with the view of the whole bottle before there is a glimpse of Venti's face as he sips it.]

Then the moon sheds her rays on my goblet and me... And my shadow betrays we’re a party of three.

Party of three...! Your poem is the worst! Just terrible...!!

[Venti sighs...]

See the moon–how she dances in response to my song. See my shadow–it dances so lightly along... While sober I feel, you are both my good friends. ...While drunken I reel, our companionship ends...

[A soft sob as Venti takes another big sip of wine and lets the lonely ache overtake his singing. The camera pans down again as he's unable to finish the last few lines of a poem that Zhongli wrote him. Now that his old friend is gone.]

You and the curious starshine too... how boring...
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[personal profile] ceraunos
Greetings, everyone! I have a social experiment that I hope you all humor me with:

The purpose of this is to speak about subjects honestly without the worry of revealing ourselves. We can talk about any topic you wish, but try to keep it fun and positive. Only comment anonymously! If you break this one rule and respond while logged in, I will freeze that thread immediately.

To start, please put the topic you wish to talk about in the subject line. There will be sample threads with different subjects to give you an idea.

Well then, let's begin!


( OOC: This is an in-character anonymous meme. All comments are anonymous in our characters' point of view unless stated otherwise. Just put your character's network username on the subject line if you want them to reply "logged in", but Eclair will freeze that thread. Eclair is just testing the waters a bit with this experiment, observing the humans and near-humans and their shenanigans. )
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[personal profile] sos_pilot
'Sup, Camelot Crusaders? I heard through the grapevine that the animal-mage-hunt is dead and done with, which means it's time for me to announce the party I promised - and a McDuck never breaks a promise! So this weekend, I'm hosting a gig in the Brocéliande forest to celebrate animal mages for all the hard times they went through last month - why there? Because this party's all about animal mages and animal folks like me, so I figured the closer to nature, the more animal-like we all are! ... Plus I just thought it was cool to throw a party in the woods where spirits hang out. How is that not cool?

But you don't need to have feathers or talk to squirrels to come chill, everyone's invited. 

Be there, be fair, or be square! 

Oh, and one last thing - I know by now humans and human-like people inhabit like... almost all the worlds apparently, whatever. So don't think I don't notice when you guys stare at me. It's totally cool, and I get it - so don't be afraid to ask me stuff about it! It's really okay! We're all the same on the inside! ... I assume!
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[personal profile] cameprepared
[It has been a bit since Claire had the spoons to address the network, but she knows when she's in a bad place, and knows that talking is something that helps her cope...so she opens the feed to make some sort of broadcast.

It sits open for a moment, the only sound the shifting of clawed feet on wood and Claire's breath. She hesitates, unsure of what she wants to say, until her familiar's deep baritone voice rumbles out.]


Ask the question, Claire.

[She sighs, and finally spits out what she'd come up with.]

So. I lost someone important to me. Pretty much the person that was motivating me to give a shit about...basically everything. I don't want to talk much about that, because that won't bring her back, but to those that knew her, I know she'll think fondly of you.

What I do want to talk about is finding that motivation. What has you getting up in the morning, this far from home? Why do you get out and do stuff? I wanna know what helps other people focus beyond just survival instinct.

[Claire pauses, starting to say something but cutting herself off before the words turn into a simple apology. Re-centering herself with an audible breath, she goes on.]

I know, I know, philosophical questions are weird and probably out of place on this network thing, but humor me, okay?
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[personal profile] rustyhonesty
Please tell me none of "us" are hunting down animal mages. It's bad enough that the natives are, especially when we have nothing to do with the extra animal parts. Some of us are victims too.

Unless someone did some wacky ritual. Then fuck you.
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[personal profile] leicesters
Hey there, friends! I have a little poem I wrote for you. Yes, you.

[Well, he actually wrote it for Merlin, but who's nitpicking? He reaches for a piece of paper he composed his masterpiece on, clears his throat, and recites:]

My magic is green,
But also dark,
After hearing my terrible poetry
Are you feeling a little spark?


... No? [There's a lingering grin on his face, before he screws up the paper and tosses it over his shoulder.] Oh well! I'll think of something catchier next time.

Anyway, now that I've got your attention, I just wanted to let everyone know that earlier last month, me and a couple of pals did a little exploring in the desert on the north side of the island. It was a long journey, but eventually we found what I can only call a huge whirlpool of sand.

I would have loved to have gotten closer to see what was causing it, but the sandstorms around it were way too strong. My guess has to be some powerful being hiding inside it, or maybe some strong magics were cast on the area to keep out intruders. For now, it's a dead end.

It did get me wondering, though: has anyone done any exploring of their own around the island? What did you find?

text; anon

Jul. 17th, 2021 02:39 am
unknowntodeath: (Leaving heroes behind)
[personal profile] unknowntodeath
[Archer is well aware that some people will definitely recognize who this is, but he would still rather stay behind the mask of anonymity with this particular subject.

He's been thinking about his name. What people should call him. What his real name is now.]


Hypothetically, if you had thrown away your name for any reason and picked up a new one, would you still consider your previous one yours?

Especially if you lost your reason to hide behind the other name and don't need to hide who you are anymore.

Would you return to your previous name?
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[personal profile] gunmettle
[ For a second it might seem like someone is holding a gun up to the camera, but then it pulls back a little to reveal that while, yes, there is a gun pointed at the camera, that gun has teeth, with a smoking cigarette clamped between them.

The gun also talks. ]


The name’s Juzo, and I’ve got an… odd request.

[ Juzo’s hand comes up into view to take the cigarette out of his mouth, holding it up for the camera. ]

These are a special brand from home, so I’m looking for someone who might know how to reverse-engineer ‘em and produce more. I’m not exactly rollin’ in money here since I just arrived, but I’ll find a way to repay the favor. Odd jobs are a specialty of mine.

And I don’t wanna hear any talk about how smoking is gonna kill me. Running out will kill me quicker.

[ That seems to be the end of it, with Juzo sticking the cigarette back between his teeth and exhaling a plume of smoke. Then, as an afterthought, he adds: ]

Before anyone jumps the gun, yes, this is my real head. No, I don’t wanna talk about it.